Fiction
BARE HUNTER
Greg had come by for a visit and was telling me about his relationship with Captain Howard, when he was interrupted by the charge nurse returning with the information I asked for, “Mr. Bronsky, sorry to interrupt your visit. There is no Dr. Porter on our staff in any position. Can you tell me why you asked?”
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
Caught
Chapter 14: Dinner Talk? There she was just looking absolutely breathtaking. She wore a simple dark blue dress, with a small slight for her slightly tan legs to walk through. It was strapless and did have a small sparkle about it. Her auburn hair was slightly curled and she wore very light makeup. She definitely stood out and I was just blown away.
By Michelle Hill2 years ago in Chapters
Aftermath
Feeling a sinister grin stretch across my face I placed my hand over her eyes to see what happened. Colonel Armstrong gave her his key to unleash Nightmare otherwise known to the rest of us as 'the thing from pit'. They argued about what to do with the breakout happening. Armstrong eventually slapped Aunt Patty to the floor, she barely got a look at him as he left out a secret door not even she knew about. Few seconds passed then Ed came into the room to corner her.
By Lucy Torralba2 years ago in Chapters
BARE HUNTER
I had woken up in the hospital. They told me my heart had stopped, and while in the Cardiac Care unit, the doctor put two stents in my heart to clear several blockages. They were more concerned with the drugs they found in my blood system than the condition of my heart.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
BARE HUNTER
Sitting in a police cruiser in front of Sharon's house, I thought about our wonderful evening the night before. The sharing, the laughter, the hopefulness of it all. I should have stayed. I should have stayed. Why did I leave? I puked my OJ and cookies onto the floor of the cruiser, and my head began to swim. Not Sharon. Not Sharon. She didn’t deserve to be hurt by anyone. I prayed her ex-husband hadn’t found her after all these years. All I could do was tell them anything I could in hopes that the information I shared would help them find her husband, Lloyd. Why didn’t I stay last night? I should have stayed.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
BARE HUNTER
What a perfect day, I thought, pulling into my driveway around 11:30. An afternoon with Timmy and the evening with Sharon. Maybe my life was finally looking up. All I had to do was get through this shit with Greg and keep the peace with him. I popped a Zoloft and washed it down with OJ. Then, I climbed into bed with my clothes on, too tired to change. At 3 AM, I awoke to an argument outside my bedroom window.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
Weight
It's 3am friday night, really Saturday morning. I can't sleep. I miss him. I toss, I turn. I dream of him and sleep in his t-shirt, the one he gave me on our first date. It reminds me of him, that day, that night. I'm not usually one to kiss, let alone go home with someone on the first date, but he was different. The date was different, and the rest was history.
By C. A. Elizabeth2 years ago in Chapters
BARE HUNTER. Top Story - April 2024.
CHAPTER 15 I pulled up in front of Sandy’s a little early, so I texted Becca again and left a message for Sharon, hoping she had a good day and I’d see her tomorrow. Two cars pulled into Sandy’s driveway. I don’t know why I was surprised to see another man with her. We’d been apart for two years and I certainly didn’t waste any time getting back on the horse.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
BARE HUNTER
I flopped onto the bed and repeated my sleep mantra, ‘Just following orders, just following orders, just following orders,’ until the meds mercifully let me drift off to my battleground of dreams. Wrapping the black turban’s tail closer to my face, I hid behind the rubble of a newly fallen landslide. It was a perfect position to watch the quiet, dusty village below. The 93-degree weather was drying out my eyes, as I tried to adjust the monocle for a close-up of the target’s house. Swiping my hand over them to clear the sand and dust, I caught a slight motion in the courtyard below.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
